Yesterday was a gorgeous day, and as I drove through Houghton Lake, I enjoyed the view of the lake. The water’s color was so many different shades of blue, and you could see the buds of spring. It was gorgeous.
And then I drove around the curve by Kmart and saw the old guy with the lakeside home, sitting in front of his garage staring at the road.
Why?
This man owns a home next to a beautiful lake. It was a gorgeous day, and he chooses to sit in a position where 1) he can’t see the lake at all and 2) he sees cars go by.
I get the appeal of people watching, but this man makes this choice all year around even on days when the lake is full of boaters and swimmers and offers plenty of people watching opportunities.
When I muttered about his poor choices out loud, one of my daughter’s friends chimed in. She had also noticed the guy’s odd preferences to watch traffic.
And while I shake my head and wonder why, I also have to look at my own life. Are their times when I’m giving up a beautiful view to watch traffic when I don’t have to?
“Are their times when I’m giving up a beautiful view to watch traffic when I don’t have to?”
Profound.
“Are their times when I’m giving up a beautiful view to watch traffic when I don’t have to?”
no, cuz im a kid!